HomeTown Phobia

Can a country be saturated with gorgeous, luscious, and slender people...yes it can! Yes it does exist! My hometown!  

I am normally super excited about seeing my friends, family, and loved ones...the vibe in my hometown is unbelievable. Everything is alive. Everybody is ready to be. to live. to love. 

The town that I love, with the people I adore, with the streets I crave for has become my fear. It terrorizes me at night. In my dreams. At work. 

In my hometown people start conversations with: hi, keefik? Ca va! Wow, you’ve lost so much weight! So, tell me who was the doctor? What, you got a plastic surgery loan from the bank? This type of conversation is not only limited to your close friends, it’s a tradition practiced by practically everyone…so I’ll be buying my groceries, minding my own business, and the grocer will come by and say: you’ve become so fat! You look big and juicy like a watermelon!

Ok the picture I have chosen does not really go with my blog and my style ... but that's how I'm feeling right now ...